The Master

I was just a little demon

Who needed a real master

I could not control my fire

Which didn’t grow that faster

He came big and violent

And rose his hand to teach me

He was just now and then and sometimes

He gave me what I was to be

I hated his beatings and torments

Feared his fire and his whip

His wicked sight, his irrationality

The endless bleeding of my lip

I was then a little monster

Who needed training and wings

He gave me all I needed

Now I’m paying all his sins

Modified Dreams... Capitulo ocho... The Road To Anger

This time I see myself taller, thinner and lonely again, surrounded by people who called themselves to be friends of mine but never felt like that. The, among the, there’s someone. She’s the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen and I’m lucky to be the one she hugged and kissed. I feel love for the very first time. She was so pure, so white and with eyes so clear that I felt unworthy of her kisses. I loved her. I wanted to be with her forever. But then appeared the beats, the man who said he lived only to serve God and Jesus Christ our Lord. Her father was to me like the beast he so much hated. He was to me like the same devil he was running away from and escaped from. He took her away from me and I foolishly gave up, losing her, even after being forgiven for my mistakes. I lost her for the silliest reason ever: religion.

I smoke, I see myself smoking to clam down. I realize how hard my life had been. I struggle to reach my goals, to make my dreams come true and I got it. I try to forget that angelical woman, and I got it







LIES!








When I found this other girl who painted my life with passion and lust I thought I had forgotten the angel, but no. I did lose my feelings about her but I could not forget her eyes; her kisses were erased with kisses of fire and her hugs were erased with her nude warmth. I felt love again and I fell defeated to her feet. I was devoted to her as she was devoted to me in the beginning. I was happy.

NO! THAT’S A LIE!

I was left there, humiliated, abandoned, abhorred because of lies she only saw in her mind. I was told lie after lie and each one was a brick of water that the truth frost into ice. A thick wall started to separate me from the world. It crated a dungeon to hide the angel that was to be born: the Anger’s Angel.

I see me in the dark, screaming and shouting out the treasons i was victim of. The last thing I hear is the angelical voice saying: “I regret the days I spent with you, I see now that those were a waste of time” then I hear the walls falling down and releasing my wrath. That’s the road to anger.

I’m still here fighting.
I don’t want to become what I fear the most.
But it’s too late.

Playing Dead... Nightmaring Plays... Final Part...

Continues from part IV

Rodney goes out escorted by Reeds who stays down the threshold waiting for Alison. They enter while Dave speaks.

Dave: that’s how you’ve always been! You throw the stone and hide your hands… It’s not that nobody does it, but you coward never admitted it! You played this game just as you wanted it to outcome! Now I’m dead, but I swear you’ll never make her happy as I could have made her! I wonder if you (the audience) have ever felt this sensation of being robbed. But, I think it’s more than that… I feel as if I had been taken away the only reason I had to live… (He sees Alison sitting at the table) Now I guess you my friend are going to betray me as everyone.

Lt Hound: Could you say your name aloud please?

Alison: Alison Brown.

Lt. Hound: did you know the victim?

Alison: yes sir, He was my best friend

Lt Hound: perfect, so do you know any possible reason he might have had to commit suicide?

Alison: Actually I do…

Dave: Shit! I shouldn’t have trusted you!

Lt. Hound: Yes?

Alison: Well I’m not sure if I’m supposed to do this…

Lt. Hound: in fact you have no choice as you may be obstructing with our investigation

Alison: ok, well… like a week ago he gave me this (hands Hound a letter)

Lt Hound: (reading) <>

Dave: Wait! Didn’t write that! ... What’s going on here?

Lt Hound: (still reading) <>

Dave: no, that can’t be!!

Lt Hound: (still reading) <> erm… well I think this explains quite a lot what happened.

Alison: more or less, I think he was kind of crazy and that’s why he committed suicide.

Dave: no (with his hand in his forehead) that can’t be.

Lt. Hound: ok, this is clear. Now the only thing left to do is to take the corpse to the morgue. Reeds; dismiss the witnesses and everybody else is free to go home.

Dave: No … no… no

Voice: I told you, you are a coward. You don’t dare to face the truth.

Dave: No! You made this happen! How did you do it?!

Voice: come on! I AM you! I am the things you always wanted to do but you never dared to. I hid your deeds every time it wasn’t useful if you knew them. I tried to convince you what was right, but your cold feet made you kill yourself, made me kill myself!

Dave: well, nothing matters now that I’m dead. So why don’t you tell me what happened?

Voice: it happened that you were always dead; you were blind all the time. Rodney had all the time of the world to plan his sobbing with Lucy and you didn’t even see that coming.

Dave: ufff, anyway… But here, listen. I’m not the only one who was dead and thought he was alive; (to the audience) you all are dead too! You pretend to know what is happening around you, you want to believe you know yourselves so well that nobody has the right to tell you anything. And how can I know? Well Lucy and the others couldn’t see you, but I do. Besides, you are sitting there watching this and don’t want to realise you are all living in a lie! Ask yourselves this: who are you and what do YOU want? I can swear you will believe your own lie once again.

Dave goes out and closes the door behind him.

The End.

Playing Dead... Nightmaring Plays... Part IV

Continues from part III

…Dave:I don’t know why I feel cool, calmed… (Enters Reeds followed by Rodney and Dave sees him) well I felt so…

Lt. Hound: please sir, sit down (Rodney does) could you say your name aloud please?

Rodney: Rodney Callahan

Lt. Hound: Did you know the victim?

Rodney: Yes, I did know him very well.

Lt. Hound: How did you become friends?

Rodney: Actually he wasn’t my friend, I said I knew him.

Dave: that’s true; you can’t possibly be friend of anyone.

Lt. Hound: so what did you mean by saying “Yes, I did know him very well”?

Dave: (sarcastic) Yeah! Please tell me...

Rodney: well, knowing the kind of shit someone can be doesn’t mean that he is your friend. (Dave faces him)

Dave: say that again bitch!

Lt. Hound: please answer the question.

Rodney: I knew him because of Lucy. He was her boyfriend by the time I meet her. She told me everything of him, and to say for me it’s more than enough.

Lt. Hound: You will excuse me, but I heard she had an affair with you and that fact is most important as a reason for him to commit suicide.

Rodney: though it’s none of your business I have to admit it is true. But I wouldn’t call affair something that lasted six months.

Dave: Oh really? So why did she came to me again?

Lt. Hound: Please answer, do you think it might have influenced Dave to kill himself?

Rodney: I guess so. As he was such a coward to accept she preferred me I think he escaped.

Dave: (Hound calls Reeds and tells him something while Dave speaks) Coward?! You are the coward! You fuckin’ liar! You never dared to say anything! You always hid behind her shadow waiting for a chance to be with her! You never faced me! If you’d have done so other would have been dead and not me!

Lt Hound: So, are you saying you wanted him dead so you could be with miss summers?

Rodney: I didn’t say that. I just said he was a coward and that dying he escaped from the truth that she didn’t wanted him any longer.

Dave: You wanted me dead! You made this happen!

Lt. Hound: Good. That’ll be all, thanks mr Callahan.

Dave: that’s how you’ve always been! You throw the stone and hide your hands… It’s not that nobody does it, but you coward never admitted it! You played this game just as you wanted it to outcome! No I’m dead, but I swear you’ll never make her happy as I could have made her!

(Dave screams and fall on his knees. Enters Reeds followed by Alison)

To be contunued... wait for the last part...

Playing Dead... Nightmaring Plays... Part III

Continues from part two...


Enters Vivian followed by Hound and Reeds who stays at the door.

Lt Hound: sit down, Could you say your name aloud please?

Vivian: Vivian O’Connell

Lt Hound: Did you know the victim well?

Vivian: Well, I did but not as my other friends. He was more close to them than me, though we spent lots of time together

Lt. Hound: ok, under what circumstanced did you meet?

Vivian: at a party for my arrival from France a couple of moths ago. And… that day we had an affair… nothing very serious anyway.

Lt. Hound: well… more than necessary, uhm, do you have any idea of the reasons he might have had to kill himself?

Dave: (kissing her cheek) Yep, you were such a good friend, so nice that I couldn’t resist your attraction. I guess you couldn’t also. I miss your presence… I swear... do you still think we were just friends?

Vivian: let me see, during all the time I knew him he always looked sad, like worried for something. He looked like he was going to commit suicide one day. I would say his girlfriend had much to do with his mood, He told me many times how much he loved her, and how much bad she did to him when she cheated on him. Every single day he told me that it was too difficult to live with that pain inside and besides seeing the one Lucy preferred almost the whole time.

Lt. Hound: who was this guy?

Vivian: Rodney. he's outside waiting for his turn.

Lt. Hound: when did this happen?

Vivian: well, as I see, this has nothing to do with me making clear I had nothing to do with his death.

Lt. Hound: I beg your pardon. Well. Anything else you think would be useful for us?

Vivian: I guess not.

Lt. Hound: that will be all then. Thank you.

Dave walks besides her to the door, and then turns to the audience:

Dave: you know… she would be the only reason to come back to your (pointing the audience) world. She made me feel like I was on fire whenever she kissed me, she made me realise of the meaning of passion… but then… I’m dead! I feel cold, empty… not very different from the real world, but… I don’t know… It’s more quiet being dead.. I don’t know why I feel cool, calmed… (Enters Reeds followed by Rodney and Dave sees him) well I felt so…


To be continued...